"Hello, does Mr. Qiu Shan work in your club? We are from Ganzhou Painting Association, so we come to visit Mr. Qiu Shan."

"Can you ask Teacher Qiu to come out? We asked Teacher Qiu to give a lecture on behalf of the Northwest Chinese Painting Club."

"Hello, can you tell me if the cover of this issue was painted by Teacher Qiu's pen?"

Zhao Lele originally thought that Qin Hai's departure was over, but the cover storm had just begun. Early in the morning, many people came to find Zhong Yue. However, they were idle today because Zhong Yue started taking a vacation today.

This journal is selling well, and the next issue will take half a month later, so for Zhong Yue, there is still plenty of time. What he needs to do now is to catch Qin Hai, the big fish.

To get the sub-book of Lingfei Jing in Qin Hai's hand, Qin Hai must first realize that this mysterious Qiu Shan is interested in using the painting on the cover to exchange for the sub-book of Lingfei Jing.

Now it is impossible to see the white silk on the cover. If this masterpiece of several meters long is placed in front of Qin Hai, it will definitely not stand the scrutiny when worn on the New Year. No matter in terms of the age of white silk or the quality of ink, then for the collection of antiques, no matter how well the painter is, it is difficult to have a high price. However, Qin Hai rushed over so anxiously, because the secret hidden in this painting made him dream.

This is also Zhong Yue’s bait fishing, otherwise he wouldn’t have been so busy making so many famous things.

Zhong Yue continued to keep in touch with Ouyang Ming through text messages.

"Brother Yue, I took people to Ganzhou, where did I meet?"

"Why are you here? Don't show your head."

When Ouyang Ming saw the message, he was a little puzzled, "Why?"

"Qin Hai is suspicious, you have a close relationship with me. He already suspected that I am Zhong Yue's identity. If you appear, he would think it's a trap."

"What should I do?"

"I'd better show my face when I go back to Shanghai and host my personal calligraphy and painting exhibition."

Ouyang Ming said: "Okay. The rest of the people are in Platinum Hotel. I have sent you the contact information to your phone. We... if we don't come out to have a meal to meet, we won't meet for two years."

"Let's wait to go back to Shanghai."

"..." Ouyang Ming looked at the content on the text message. If he hadn't confirmed Zhong Yue's identity, he would have suspected that he was just a text message fraudster, "It made it so mysterious."

After Zhong Yue put down his phone, he prepared to copy the sub-book of Lingfei Jing.

He has read the complete version of Lingfei Jing, and now the whole version is divided into three parts. First, in his hands, that is, the part obtained from Wang Sanjin, and the second, in the Metropolitan Museum in the United States, the remaining part, Wang Sanjin's news, is in Qin Hai's hands. Yes and no, Zhong Yue wants to take this opportunity to cheat.

To get the truth from a cunning person, he will undoubtedly stand up and have a greater chance of winning.

The first thing is to choose paper. Zhong Yue is convenient for this. He can choose colored paper with a full sense of age in the mall to replace the natural yellowing of ancient paper. Now, Zhong Yue's calligraphy realm has long reached its peak. After the nine powers of the gods and man were deeply rooted in, he could have his own brushwork style when writing every stroke and every stroke. Not only can he be consistent with yin and yang in the composition, but also in a single stroke, there are compositions and brushwork.

This is no longer the calligraphy novice that could only use a brush to penetrate into a suitable stroke... As for the use of ink, Ling Fei passed down through the ink color on paper, the ink color has faded, and using pine smoke ink to draw similar ink colors is not a difficult point. The difficulty is to completely imitate the shape and charm of the characters. For Zhong Yue, this is a very test of his strength.

Even the saint of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, could not copy two identical works, so Zhong Yue naturally could not say that he could make the real ones, but he still had this confidence in cheating people outside Qin Hai.

Now the two pieces of Lingfei scripture text at the beginning and end have already known the content, and the lack is in the middle. If I had not copied the order of the Lingfei scripture, Zhong Yue would not have dared to try to copy the world's number one small regular script work. However, now, Zhong Yue's strength at the top of the edge of the world can be said to have reached a state of superb control over the brush and ink.

It is time to trace the origin of Dharma books.

Zhong Yue sat upright in the brushwork system. The Tai Chi Dragon Diagram was exhausted when it returned two years ago. Now, the brushwork system has returned to the evolution of the nine forces of the gods and man.

When I first imitated to approach the truth, now, according to the natural sciences, it is time to transform the special into the ordinary and prove the correctness of the truth.

When he was on paper, Zhong Yue picked up the pen and brewed it for a long time. He did not start copying the article from the beginning, but started writing from the beginning.

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The Five Emperors of Qiong Palace Think of the Supreme Method

I often take the day of the second month of the first lunar month, bathing and fasting, entering the room eastward, knocking my teeth to the nine-way, sitting on the same side, thinking about the East East Yuzhen Qing Emperor, whose name is Yunku, whose name is Shangbo, his clothes are as usual, riding on the Qingyun Feiyu, he takes twelve jade girls from Qingyao, descending into the room, holding the spiritual green essence jade talisman in his hand, giving him a talisman, and giving him a talisman, and praying to him, "The Qingshen Emperor, whose name is Yunku, has a brocade cloak and green skirt, wandering back to the void, and above Yan Changyang, Luojing, descending down to our room, giving me jade talisman, spiritual enlightenment, five emperors, three spirit wings, Taixuan supports the chariot, riding on the dragon to drive the clouds, why worry, and rest with the sky." After, he swallowed nine times, and stopped.

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I can’t count how many times I copied it, but Zhong Yue treated each one as the first one, using the agility of the tip of the pen to interpret the charm of the Lingfei Jing. Small calligraphy is very good at writing, which means that the charm of the brushwork should be displayed in the rapid twists and turns. Zhong Yue is now showing the charm of the brushwork very easily.

The ink rhyme in the brushwork system is completely under the control of Zhong Yue's emotions, and the ink rhyme becomes surging and the ink rhyme is flying.

Wen Zhengming, Jin Nong and others looked at Zhong Yue's condition with a solemn expression.

"The brushwork is perfect without tools!"

"This kind of aura is above us, and the Buqi Book Art has finally reached a higher level!"

It has been two years since Zhong Yue has been truly unable to write in the past two years. This time, Zhong Yue has returned to the top.

Zhong Yue looked up at the sky.

"You can see the world. The brushwork is not easy, the world is impermanent, and you will not forget your original intention, and you will be able to achieve the end."

Zhong Yue put his pen down, and the ink rhyme of Lingfei's scriptures was filled with great emotion, wrapping Zhong Yue's entire body. In an instant, it had dried up and dried up. The dantian, which could nourish the meridians, was filled with the dantian that could nourish the meridians by relying entirely on the nine forces of the gods and humans.

Zhong Yue's skin is rosy, not only returning to his previous skin texture, but also more elastic.
Chapter completed!